My profession is too unique.

Chapter 29 Hu Xiang: I've encountered a pervert
The two walked to the edge of the camp. Hu Xiang took out a metal box, pinched out a thin cigarette wrapped in brownish-gray paper.

Seeing Su Chen shake his head, he put it in his mouth, burned a flame with his thumb, took a deep breath, and the sparks became even brighter.

After exhaling a smoke ring, he said slowly, "Zhou Zong's father is Zhou Xian, the Director of the Interior Department. We're in big trouble."

“He should go find the Azure Scale Lion.” Su Chen frowned.

Hu Xiang said helplessly, "He can't find the Azure Scale Lion, so he'll only come looking for us."

“He will resent us for not acting sooner, and for not protecting his son.”

“At the time, I was fighting against the leader, which was a barely valid reason, but you also had a conflict with Zhou Zong, so he wouldn’t let you off easily. Even if you didn’t do it secretly, so what? People like them don’t care about evidence.”

Su Chen's expression flickered, and he didn't continue the conversation. "Who told you to do it?"

Hu Xiang's movements stiffened slightly, the cigarette butt in his mouth burning gently, seemingly not expecting Su Chen to ask such a direct question.

Su Chen turned his head to look at him. "Silence, is this your explanation?"

“Qi Chuan…” Hu Xiang’s lips moved, and he uttered a name.

"Ah... so you're the victim." Su Chen wasn't too surprised. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What price would you pay for my life?"

"A clue to the Nightmare Orb..."

"Just a clue?" Su Chen was taken aback.

"This clue is very important to me; it might wake my wife up." Hu Xiang stubbed out his cigarette, a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

"So devoted?" Su Chen glanced at him with surprise, then asked, "Why did you take special care of me before?"

Hu Xiang looked somewhat awkward as he said, "Perhaps it's guilt."

"Guilt?" Su Chen grinned. This answer was completely unexpected. "I thought it would be something like that to make me lower my guard."

"I didn't do this kind of thing before..." Hu Xiang explained, perhaps because he was relieved that Qi Chuan's operation had failed.

“I don’t care…” Su Chen interrupted, “I don’t want to know your thought process, and you don’t need to tell me.”

Hu Xiang smiled wryly, "Yes, no matter what, I was involved, so it's normal for you to resent me."

"Resentment?" Su Chen gave him a strange look. "Who said I resent you?"

“I can understand that you take people’s money to solve their problems,” Su Chen explained patiently. “If someone offered me a price I couldn’t refuse, I would also take advantage of you without hesitation.”

Hu Xiang was dumbfounded. Are all the thinking of refugees this sharp?

"However, you failed, so you have to pay the price," Su Chen said with a smile.

Hu Xiang's thoughts were in disarray, and he tentatively asked, "What if I don't acknowledge it?"

Su Chen looked at him with a smile, "Then for the rest of my life, as long as I live, I will keep an eye on your wife."

Hu Xiang felt a chill run down his spine.

Su Chen smiled and said, "Of course, you still have a chance. Kill me now."

Hu Xiang subconsciously glanced at the large group not far behind him. People were still looking over from time to time, and Bai Fengxi was staring intently at them.

Hu Xiang shook his head with a wry smile, "Little brother, don't play tricks on me."

Hu Xiang completely admitted defeat; this framing had already left him feeling uneasy.

"Let's go, the matter should be mostly resolved..." The patrol guards were efficient; the corpses were piled up to the side, and the chaotic camp became orderly again.

When Su Chen and his companion returned, everyone's expressions were still complicated. The mountain of corpses piled up beside them served as a constant reminder that what had just happened was not a dream.

“Brother Su Chen, is this your tent…” Shen Ying’er came closer, holding the tan tent in her arms, her chest puffed out. She had just been hiding somewhere.

Her clothes were somewhat tattered, and her eyes were slightly red, as she looked at Su Chen with a pitiful expression.

"I want it, so I'll give it to you," Su Chen said casually.

"No, I..." Shen Ying'er looked at Su Chen who walked straight past and regretted not having contacted him more before.

"What do you plan to do with these corpses?" Hu Xiang asked from the side. "These are your spoils of war. Normally, you get 50% of the selling price."

He then explained, "Because the city guards are needed to handle, pack, and carry these things, a portion of them need to be separated."

This is an unspoken rule, and Su Chen didn't say anything, nodding and saying, "You can handle it as you see fit."

“How about this…” Hu Xiang thought for a moment and then said, “The number of corpses this time is quite large, and we don’t have enough manpower. Let’s use these things as food first, and we’ll reimburse you when we get back.”

"Okay." The two agreed, and the students who were bandaging and resting couldn't help but cast envious glances.

Hu Xiang usually scolds people and says very unpleasant things, so this is the first time I've seen him use such a conciliatory tone.

Hu Xiang said a few more words, but this time he did not reprimand the students for their chaotic performance in the battle. Instead, he comforted and encouraged them, which made many people feel better.

"Today, the students don't need to keep watch. They can all go and rest. The watch area will be reduced by half, and I will patrol it," Hu Xiang finally gave the order.

He was a very capable man. In just over half an hour after the battle ended, the camp was almost restored. The students went to rest, and low sobs could be heard from many of the tents.

The battle had left Su Chen somewhat exhausted. He asked the logistics department for a tent, set it up, but couldn't fall asleep.

He cannot completely let his guard down around Hu Xiang.

……

In the dead of night, the camp was silent. A figure quietly slipped out of a tent and walked toward a corner of the camp, where there lay a body wrapped up tightly.

Sizzle...

He carefully unchained the body bag, revealing Zhou Zong, whose head was now only half-hidden, staring wide-eyed.

He reached out and fumbled on the corpse, his movements hurried, "Where is it? Where is it...?"

"Tang Chen, what are you doing?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

The figure groping for the corpse on the ground suddenly froze, cautiously turning around. "Captain, weren't you on patrol outside?"

"I asked, what are you doing?" Hu Xiang's tone was cold and hard.

"I... I heard some noise here, so I came to check..." Tang Chen's Adam's apple bobbed as he explained in a low voice.

"What kind of movement could a corpse make?" Hu Xiang said coldly, throwing out a pair of handcuffs. "Tie yourself up."

Tang Chen's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Captain, I really just came to take a look."

"Don't make me do it." Hu Xiang took a step forward, and the surrounding air began to heat up.

Helpless, Tang Chen could only pick up the handcuffs from the ground, fasten them to his own hands, and see the surface of the handcuffs emit an electromagnetic light, and with a click, they were forcibly fastened together.

(End of this chapter)